Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Worm
Lil Worm
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Edwin Suarez
Joshua Edwin Suarez
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
wes wanna
wes wanna
Producer

Lyrics

First thing first, ****, we get it active
We the **** put opps in the casket
We was on timin’, ****, since a kid
Walk down boomin’, ****, we gon’ blast it
Like, we can’t talk about that shit that happened
Just know that shit was just tragic
I came on that drill, word to bro, I’m not passin’
He got shot in the head, I could merge he ain’t lastin’
And you **** just smoke my deads
How ‘bout y’all get back for your brothers?
Shit gettin’ washed, gotta watch for your friends
But I pay attention, that’s word to my mother
Opp thot made that shit really depend
You lied to me broke, but he six feet under
Yeah, it's that time, tryna get my revenge
Don’t try to play stupid or be like last summer
Now it’s back to the same shit, BGB
**** know that we sanctioned
Like, I done handled every situation
Had to wait for my turn, ****, I was just patient
Pop got booked, had to stand up and face it
I'm not Makk, I'ma get it and take it
And the difference between me and you
When shit hit the fan, **** rattin’ in station
**** talk about “Free this”
But y'all never sent money to his funds
I was on time and they could peep this
Yeah, **** just chill, I bet they gon’ run
They see that you winnin’, they don’t give a fuck
I was on time and they could peep this
You walk out that door, you better keep a gun
You hang with rats, you don't respect the principle
They play both sides, they gettin’ hit with you
Really got old, gotta drop all these toys
Like I had to go get me a pistol
Raised in the field, y’all know I got into
Man, the streets — this shit ain’t official
Y’all **** is dissin’ and smoke my deads?
Bet, watch how we go get up with you
First thing first, ****, we get it active
We the **** put opps in the casket
We was on timin’, ****, since a kid
Walk down boomin’, ****, we gon’ blast it
Like, we can’t talk about that shit that happened
Just know that shit was just tragic
I came on that drill, word to bro, I’m not passin’
He got shot in the head, I could merge he ain’t lastin’
Written by: Joshua Edwin Suarez
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